Unfortunately, the elevator wasn't on this floor, so she turned to escape via the staircase, but footsteps had already caught up to her from behind.
She retreated to the corner in terror, the man who had just stood beside Zuo Xingyun slowly approached her. He sneered with a puff of smoke and jerked his chin at her, "Ordered the delivery to be brought by a pretty lady, and your shop really delivers. For your beauty, it's okay if the goods are spilled, but why didn't you call me as requested? Running around blindly? Saw something you shouldn't have... What am I to do with you, huh?"
Xiang Wan felt like crying, tears swirling in her eyes, her back pressed firmly against the wall, wishing she could carve out a hole to escape to safety. The man before her, with the face of an angel, was, in her eyes, a demon now.
"Hey hey, don't cry..."
The man threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, about to say something more, when Zuo Xingyun came out.
